Samuel L Jackson Novels & Stories

He could see the fury in his friend’s eyes and guessed it had something to do with Bree. “You know, you can actually talk to us. We’ll listen. You need to let that anger out, or you’ll drown in it. Take it from me.” Samuel spoke, seated across from Jackson, a cigarette dangling between his fingers. His hair was long, his beard thick, giving him the look of a man who’d given up on caring for himself. Jackson ignored them, downing another bottle. Not satisfied with beer, he reached for vodka, pouring it directly into his mouth.

a snide comment interrupted. Eyes went to see the owner of that voice, and it turned out to be Mr. Samuel Hanks, the famous actor, who already worked in blockbuster movies. He plays the main role in the movie they are currently shooting. Samuel walked over to Victoria and intentionally bumped into Gray's shoulder while ignoring him. "Hey, Samuel. Do you even know who..." the director was going to ask Samuel, but Gray interrupted by raising his hand, signaling him not to bother with introductions. Gray simply stared at the conceited famous actor.

TOP 5" responds Sammy as she laughs and shakes her head from side to side while adding the drinks to Luke's tab "Hey, Sam!" Luke says honestly."On a serious note, when are you gonna give me another shot?" "What do you want? Tequila? Vodka?" Sammy asks Luke, knowing full well that this isn't what he's talking about in the slightest. "Samantha Lillian Jacobs , you know damn well that I'm not talking about booze... I'm talking about you and me, " Luke says seriously with a rigid look on his face. "Wow, pulling out my full name now?" Sammy asks questionably with a shy smile on her face, knowing she really doesn't want to have this conversation.

Luna Maddy says, making Luke and Dad chuckle as they stand and walk toward him to shake his hand. Goddess, he looks so good! He wore nothing but basketball shorts, and he was no longer the young teen I once knew... that was for sure. He had all the right muscles in all the right places that even Felicity couldn't help but steal a look as his body trickled with sweat, making him look so...damn! Get a grip, Abigail! Focus girl!

I knocked on the large mahogany door of the Luna’s office. “Come in.” She said flatly. I wiped the sweat from my palms on my dress and slowly entered the room. Luna Turner was sitting behind the large desk imposingly. Kai and Kassius were sitting in chairs directly across from her. They all had serious looks on their faces and I questioned what this could possibly have to do with me. My eyes shifted between Kai and Kassius. Kai looked nervous running a hand through his hair but Kassius seemed more relaxed as he flashed a grin in my direction. I had known Kassius for five years, this was the first time he had noticed me and it had to be in my housekeeping uniform. I felt a blush creep up on

Jason downed the last glass and slammed the glass heavily on the table. "Mr. Just, you shouldn't drink anymore," Samuel said cautiously as he approached. Jason glared at him. "Are you trying to tell me what I can and can't do?" "No, of course not." Samuel answered. He thought, 'I wouldn't dare. I'm just worried about your health. Drinking like this is not good for your body.' "Samuel, have you ever liked someone?" Jason suddenly asked. Samuel was taken aback by the question. He scratched his head and replied, somewhat embarrassed, "I had a crush once."

Had a crush on Luca when they first meet. His favorite thing about Nixon is his hair. Likes vanilla ice cream with salt and vinegar chips. Likes sweet potatoes but doesn’t like sweet potato pie. Nixon- Prefers cold showers but takes hot ones for Harper’s sake. Hates wearing shoes and socks. (But he does) His favorite color is really pink but he always says black. Hates pickles but likes fried pickles. His favorite thing about Harper is the small scar he has on his hip. (Harper fell out of a tree when he was a kid)

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

I got the feeling that something is about to happen as I loo at Mera to see her smirking cunningly as she looks at me. “Again my name is Sammuel Miguel. I am a famous pianist in England. I have a best friend who is far more amazing and talented than I. He taught me everything I know. His name is Jerwel Prime. SHE… is his cunning gold-digging wife.” He said as he points to Sammantha who froze on the stage. “Are- are you sure she is who you say she is?” a girl asks from behind him so he let my hand go to see who speaks.

Silas was more than he appeared, and I couldn't help but wonder about the secrets he held. "Hey, come on, you two, let's grab some breakfast," Gerald invited, his tone warm and inviting, a bit of a contrast to the formal setting. He motioned towards the dining area, signaling for us to follow. Silas replied with a short, "Sure, Dad," but I could sense the hesitation in his voice. It was subtle, but there, telling me he wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea of a new Luna, especially my mom, Kendall. As we headed to the dining area, I walked alongside Silas, stealing a glance at him. There was a whole mix of feelings written on his face, hinting at a deeper story. It was clear he was grapplin